The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-08-21
The Championship Record.
THE AMERICAN ASSOCIATION.
Ivanhoe and Rebecca.

In finding herself near Ivanhoe
McGinty as he lay at his clearinghouse with
sprained ankle and split finger Rebecca Rosen-
baum surprised at the keen sensation OF
pleasure she experienced in the presence OF the
wounded rst-baseman. AS she felt his pulse
and placed her cooling fingers upon his brow
there softness in her touch. Her voice
faltered as she inquired after his health. her
hand bled, and it only the question OF
Ivanhoe lis it there yez are Rebecca2' which
recalled her to herself and reminded her the sen
satons she felt not and could not be
mutual.
A great shout rose from the baseball park.
"Arrah now" he said, 'if 1 could only get my
self to de windy that moght say the game. Ii
could but make single base hit"
Don't boddah," answered Rebecca, ''the noise
is away gone und MAYBE das game is off,"
.'Chayse i'll" exclaimed Ivanhoe, impatiently,
''what we have heard was nothin' but the row
from the grand stand and the racket from the
bleaching boards. Wait till the bys go to bat
Would that could rach the windy. De new
pitcher, Shreves plays to-day"
Thou wilt but injure myself by the attempt"
said Rebecca; ''I myself will stand at the lattice
and describe to you what is passing.
'sDlvil Bit" exclaimed lvanhoe; "a hot liner
from Seery. or Glasscock or Myers
at shall be willkommen," murmured Rebecca
as she moved toward the window
"Rebecca, dear Rebecca" exclaimed Ivanhoe,
"ths is no maden's pastime. Cover thy face at
Taste wild yonder visor, as Jerry Denny may
have on his batting toys to day"
The maiden with tolerable security TO herselr
could witness from the window most OF what
was passing in the ball park. Indeed. the Jele-
graph poles in front of the house had long been
favorite roosts for the boys of the nelghbornood
from which to view the game.
'.Das grand stand is crowded nit spectators"
said Rebecca, "und das-vas you call lt!-pieacn-
ing poards is fillt oop."
"it's a great game" said the invalid, with a
sigh, san' if our byes does em up it'll make EN-
moghty solid, an doncher fsrgit it. What dost
thou ses, RebeccaP
Noting but CLOUD of dust flying dick as
to shut off mine eyeslght."
"Hah!' exclaimed the wounded lvanhoe,
''that's George Myers gettin round de bases.
Look for the captain. and see how he bears
himself, for as the leader is will mis- followers
be-"
81 see him not" said Rebecca.
Foul craven" exclaimed Ivanhoe. docs he
blench from the bat2"
HE plenches not he plenches not" said Re-
becca. II see him now. Front de Brouthers
muffs mis- hit to Rowe. and Seery scores"
She turned her head from the lattice as if IN
able longer to endure the sight.
"Look forth again. Reb said lvanhoe;
'look again-there is less danger"
She uttered a loud shrek. He is down! He
is down"
dear ST. Patrlck's sake tell me-wno has fall
en2"
he reaches the home plate. He scores a run!
A moment later there is great shout, "Ihey
wipl They win!" exclaimed Rebecca
WHO wiu~ asked Ivanhoe, with bated
breath. 'Qulck, maiden answer me-"
-Four to one," said Rebecca, the shouts
continue.
Drive me not mad" pleaded the wounded
batsman: ''who wins" -+,s
1.-The De-"
'Hahl"
1.-THE Indianapolis"
Ivanhoe raised himself upon his elbow, his
glitteripg with excitement. Another and
more prolonged shout came from the ball park.
''Phat is that Rebecca'
They are now killing the umpire"
THANK heaven" said Ivanhoe McGinty, as he
sank back exhausted upon the pillow, ''thank
heaven; the victory is complete"